American comics: Enlightenment in Arkham, Ascension to Homelander.

As soon as he finished speaking, Guilliman turned around, nodded to Downton, and said...

"Your Excellency Downton, although I do not know why you saved me."

But I think that no matter why you came here, Terra is definitely closer to that answer.

I don’t know what you’re looking for, but Terra will always get you closer to the answer.

So I think we should go to Holy Terra. There, I have something I must do, and there, I'm sure, closer to the answer you're looking for!

After speaking, Guilliman waited quietly for Downton's reply.

Downton nodded and smiled in response to Guilliman's invitation.

"Actually, it's all the same to me no matter where I am."

However, I am indeed quite looking forward to seeing the Earth as it is now.

Oh, so you guys call him Terra now, right?

Whatever it's called, Terra is a great place, let's go!

After saying that, Downton waved to death.

Death, growing as large as Downton, came to Downton's side and followed Guilliman out of the sanctuary.

At the entrance to the sanctuary, they watched as Downton and his companion drew ever closer.

Celestine, the living saint, swallowed hard.

Shocked, she moved a few steps to the left, making way for Downton to leave the sanctuary.

Opposite her, the spirit woman was also hurriedly retreating.

When facing Downton, the Eldar girl Evelynn was much more respectful than the others, because she had a clearer understanding of the level of Downton and his two companions.

That was a level she could never reach, a level at least at the height of the Grim Reaper they believed in.

As Downton passed by these two tall women, both over two meters tall...

Suddenly, he stopped in his tracks.

His pause startled the two men, and just as they were panicking, Downton suddenly bent down and reached out to pinch Cyrustin's wing.

"Your Mightiness!"

Cyrustin let out a startled cry and instinctively tried to struggle.

Behind Downton, seeing this scene, Calgary and the other warriors gripped their weapons again, completely unable to resist.

Although the Ultramarines, these Astartes, didn't particularly like the existence of the Living Saint.

However, the Ultramarines acknowledge the sanctity of the Living Saints and their connection to the Emperor.

In any case, if Downton were to take action against the living saint...

Even the ultimate warrior couldn't resist trying to salvage the situation.

only……

Just as everyone was getting increasingly tense, Downton, holding Celestine's wing, turned around and smiled at Guilliman.

"Tsk tsk, look at this thing, what fucking cute wings!"

Guilliman, do you have a defect in your aesthetic sense? These wings are so beautiful, don't you feel anything about them?
And then there's that Spirit Clan girl.

Tsk tsk, this face is nice, but the hairstyle is way too unconventional.
The sides of his head were shaved so badly that not a single hair could be seen, but a tuft of hair was left on the top of his head, which was tied into a long braid.

I admit she has a good amount of hair. Just a tuft of hair can make such a big braid. Her blood and energy must be in pretty good shape.

But is that why you fell for him?

If I were you, my eyes would be glued to the base of those wings, and I'd love to pluck all their feathers off.

As a result, you acted aggressively towards the cute little angel, but instead showed great interest in the Elven girl with the long braid on her head.

Your taste is definitely a bit unconventional!

As soon as he finished speaking, Downton released Celestine and gently patted her shoulder.

"Celestein, is it, Neos's warp archdemon?"

You're lucky to have run into us. My goodness, I really like your type.

Well then, since no one has stipulated that a person can only be chosen by one god.

Aren't you the chosen one of the emperor?

Then I'll also be one of God's chosen ones.

As soon as he finished speaking, Downton casually picked up a nano suit and draped it over Celestine's shoulders.

Celestine was already wearing Saint Catherine's golden armor, and now that the black nano armor had penetrated it, his armor was covered in more menacing black patterns.

At the same time, a mask quickly appeared on Celestine's face.

Through the mask, Celestine saw a vast amount of information, so much so that it filled her entire field of vision.

The information provided to her by the nanosuit included a range of data such as temperature, humidity, and wind speed.
Upon realizing the unique nature of the nanosuit, Celestine opened his mouth in surprise.

"Sir, this is..."

"Oh, a trivial trinket, an ancient battle suit made by the smartest people on Earth two thousand years ago."

Don't you dare look down on this thing just because it's an old relic.

Downton chuckled and agreed, leaving Celestine speechless.

As for Doraemon standing to the side...

This oil enthusiast even had his own oil leaking out.

In other worlds, most things from tens of thousands of years ago would be obsolete over time.

But in the Warhammer world...

Anyone who understands this world should grasp the essence of technological progress in it.

Here, technological progress doesn't rely on hard work and research, because every idea you have will be sensed and stolen by the four street vendors.

And your creative ideas, under the decision of the four Chaos Gods, may not necessarily meet the creator's expectations.

Therefore, most researchers here dare not innovate too much in science and technology.

So, what exactly drives technological advancement in the Warhammer world?

It's all thanks to archaeology!

That's right!

In this world, things are often better the older they are!
Especially the things left over from the golden age of human empires.

Of course, all the technology of the past two thousand years is still far from reaching the golden age of human imperial history.

The year 2000 was also referred to by scholars during the war as the Age of Enlightenment.

Regardless of whether it was the Golden Age or the Enlightenment, the advanced technology from that era was incredibly attractive to Kaul!

For a moment, Caul looked at Celestine with such longing that he wished he could crawl right into her dramatically changed armor!

Even though Caul only had mechanical eyes, Celestine was still made numb by the pale green light.

As she retreated, she nervously fumbled with her armor, trying to feel the parts that belonged to Downton, and said in a flustered voice.

“I’m sorry, I can’t… I mean, what you’ve given me… is wonderful, but my whole heart has already been given to the great Emperor!”
I cannot and will not serve you, great being, I…

"Okay, I understand. Your heart belongs to the Emperor, that's not important. After all, all I want is your body, haha~"

"Alright, why bother talking so much here? Let's continue our discussion in Terra."

After speaking, Downton patted Celestine on the shoulder and waved to the others.

Before Guilliman and the others could understand the meaning behind Downton's beckoning, Downton lightly snapped his fingers. Whoosh!
In just a moment, the flames, which terrified Guilliman, scorched every inch of his skin.

Before he could even be surprised, the scene before him had already changed drastically!

Before him, on a tall golden throne, sat a withered body.

Countless mechanical pipes connect to the back of that body, making it appear almost mechanical.

Guilliman knew who it was, of course, so he opened his mouth uncontrollably, instinctively wanting to say something, but he couldn't bring himself to say it.

In his eyes, ten thousand years is not actually that long.

But no matter how much time has passed, he still doesn't know how to face his father.

In the crucial battle between the Emperor and Horus.

In that battle that left the Imperial Chancellor Macado dead and the Emperor barely clinging to life on his golden throne.

Guilliman was unable to return in time...

Guilliman was someone who was good at taking all the blame upon himself.

He is a complete stress freak, exceptionally good at putting pressure on himself.

Therefore, in his view, whether it was the Archangel Saint Gilles turning into Saint Gilles sauce, or the Emperor turning into a skeleton, it was all the same.

It was all Guilliman's fault, because he genuinely failed to get back to Terra in time...

In short.

Guilliman, filled with countless thoughts, reunites with his elderly father.

He truly had a lot on his mind that he couldn't express.

However, he didn't think now was a good time to speak.

Because how he got to Terra is far more important than anything else!
Guilliman then looked at Downton rationally and asked in rapid succession.

"Your Excellency Downton, how did you do that?"

"What are you going to do, teleport to Terra?" Downton replied.

"That's right, it was teleportation. We arrived in Terra from Macurag in an instant!"

This process didn't even require warships, nor did it involve subspace; it's simply... simply unbelievable!!!

Guilliman swallowed hard and carefully examined his surroundings.

He was a little worried that this was a Downton Abbey illusion.

Even if Downton created an illusion of an emperor, it would be more acceptable to him than Downton actually teleporting that far.

but……

Before Guilliman could judge the truth or falsehood of what he was seeing.

The Imperial Guards, who had always been protecting the Emperor, were already rushing towards Downton and his party.

Although the Imperial Guards did not immediately resort to force in front of the Emperor, they wielded their standard-issue power halberds and hacked and slashed indiscriminately.

But they surrounded everyone, including Guilliman!
Seeing the Imperial Guards surrounding him, Guilliman quickly raised his hand to explain to the advance.

"Wait a moment, please wait a moment. I am Robert Guilliman, the Emperor's son, and I have returned!"

They are all my friends, and even more so, my benefactors. Our return was not an ordinary one, and our presence here was merely an accident!
I would never hurt my father, and none of us would cast a dangerous glance at the Emperor!
"Gentlemen of the Imperial Guards, please carefully verify our identities and treat our guests with the due courtesy!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Guilliman lowered his hands and stepped forward to the front of the guards.

Looking at Guilliman, the guards hesitated for a moment, then reached out to stop the Sisters of Silence behind them.

The mission of the Imperial Guard and the Silent Sisters was entirely to protect their emperor.

However, when it comes to protecting the God Emperor, the Silent Sisters have a much lower tolerance for danger than the Imperial Guard.

Upon seeing Guilliman again, the Imperial Guards were at least able to restrain their urge to kill.

But the Silent Sisters were really going to make their move; some of the nuns had even started throwing daggers in Downton's direction.

Downton caught the dagger casually, crumpled it into a lump of scrap metal, and then spoke to the emperor sitting withered on the golden throne in front of him.

"Dude, tsk tsk, you look really bad. You must have suffered a lot over the past ten thousand times."

"Hey, Death Sister, since we've already fixed Guilliman, why don't we give the Emperor the same treatment while we're at it?"

"Does he need treatment? Although he's a bit stronger than the big guy who just received treatment, it's still just child's play."

Wait a moment, my brother.

After responding to death, he raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the emperor.

Noticing the gesture of death, the surrounding guards could no longer heed Guilliman's advice. They immediately joined the increasingly agitated Sisters of Silence in attacking Downton and Death.

Facing the attacks of many golden-armored men and women, Downton lightly snapped his fingers.

pat...

The guards and the Silent Sisters immediately stopped what they were doing, standing rooted to the spot, glaring angrily at Downton.

As for death.

With just a flick of her finger, countless deathly energies surged forth from the Emperor's body!
Seeing that the emperor was almost completely covered by black energy, two of the soldiers fainted on the spot, and more than two of the Silent Sisters also collapsed to the ground in anger.

Fortunately, the black aura only appeared for a few seconds before being completely obscured by the incomparably dazzling golden light!
Along with the appearance of golden light, the emperor's body underwent changes. As the black aura gradually disappeared, the emperor's body, which had resembled a dried-up corpse, rapidly became fuller.

His muscles continued to grow, and his skin regained its rosy and healthy appearance.

In just seven seconds, the emperor was completely restored from a dried-up corpse to his appearance from ten thousand years ago!

Looking at the Emperor, who had regained his youth, Downton grinned and waved to him.

"So, Neos, how about saying something to thank me?"

"Indeed, Your Excellency, although we have only just met, I already owe you two thanks."

One is my offspring, and the other is me, and there may be more to come, because I have many more offspring who may be saved by you.

The Emperor spoke calmly to Downton, and at the same time, he placed his hands on the golden throne and rose from it.

Seeing the Emperor stand up, Downton couldn't help but exclaim "Wow!" After all, before coming here, in the original world, when Downton played Warhammer 40k, he had hoped more than once to see the Emperor rise from his throne.

Hearing the exaggerated voice coming from Downton, the Emperor smiled slightly and said.

"Even you think today is a memorable day?"

Your astonishment flatters me, Your Excellency.

"Haha, of course, after all, this is the emperor standing up!"

By the way, now that you've stood up, does that mean I also have a chance to sit on this golden toilet?

I really want to try being sucked up. Damn, I've never been sucked up by a toilet, except by a woman!

As soon as he finished speaking, Downton, without waiting for the emperor's permission, swaggered to the front of the throne and plopped down on it.

The moment he sat down, the surrounding Imperial Guards immediately erupted in a frenzied howl.

Hearing the shouts of the Imperial Guards, the Emperor looked at Downton with emotion and smiled.

"I thought no one but me would want to sit on this thing."

Your curiosity and thirst for knowledge are truly astounding.

It would be great if you could keep me sitting there, but of course you wouldn't.

So I still need to find a way to find my suitable offspring.

"Life without Magnus is really stressful."

Having said that, the Emperor raised his right hand and beckoned to the Imperial Guards and the Silent Sisters. (End of Chapter)